Chapter 146: Eavesdropping on the Domestic Drama from the Storehouse
The Reincarnated Extra
Eavesdropping on the Domestic Drama from the Storehouse
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âStop it, Keranko!!â
The very next moment after Extra-sama and I began eavesdropping on the inside of the manor, a shrill, hysterical scream from a woman pierced our ears.
âH-How cruel, Karashia Onee-sama⦠Donât be so rough? Look, the palm of my hand has turned redâ¦â
âOh my! This is terrible, Keranko-chan! We should treat your injury right away!â
âOh dear, Miss Kerankoâ¦â
Next, we heard a more leisurely voice that sounded slightly younger than the scream â an elderly womanâs cat-like tone.
And a husky, low male voice.
ââ¦In any case, I cannot hand this ring over to you. Excuse me.â
âUwaa~~ Onee-sama is being mean~!â
âOh my! Karashia, you are the older sister, arenât you? Why donât you indulge your cute little sisterâs request a little!â
ââ¦âA littleâ, you say, Mother? This dress, these hair ornaments, this necklace â Keranko has taken everything from me! And still you say âa littleâ!? Thatâs enough!â
âYou must not talk back to your mother! Doj, do it.â
âYes!â
âWh-What are you going to do, Doj! Stop⦠Stop it! Aah!â
For a while, sounds of scuffling could be heard as if they were struggling, but it soon stopped, followed by a thud like something fell over.
âThere, Keranko-chan! Your older sister has given you the ring! Please stop crying now.â
âReallyâ¦!? Uwaa~~, how cute!â
âThat is good, Miss Keranko.â
âW-Wait⦠Wait⦠That ring, just that ringâ¦â
As if her tears from before were a lie, Kerankoâs bright, cheerful laughter rang out.
Then the footsteps of several people walking away somewhere could be heard.
It seemed Keranko and the others had left for somewhere.
Karashiaâs words, muttered in a voice like she was about to cry, did not reach Kerankoâs ears at all.
After that, the sound of muffled sobs could be heard for a while, but from the noise it seemed Karashia eventually got up quietly and walked away somewhere too.
â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦
U-Ummâ¦
â¦What? This sudden domestic drama?
Uwah!?
What, what is it, Extra-sama!?
Why are you suddenly getting excited!?
And also, huh?
The âAbused Older Sisterâ trope common in isekai reincarnation settings!?
Now that you mention it, I feel like Iâve heard similar words beforeâ¦?
Eeh?
The protagonist is abused?
Ah, I seeâ¦
That Keranko from earlier, was it?
While I only heard her voice⦠she certainly seemed spoiled, huh?
âGreedyâ?
How cruel!?
Someone stop her!
W-Wow~~â¦
But, wait, umm?
Does that mean, Extra-sama?
That right now, an isekai reincarnation broadcast is being filmed inside that manor?
Ah, now that you mention it, youâre right.
They sounded like they were in their mid-teens or so, didnât they?
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Then could they be reincarnators who were recently reincarnated into this world shortly before us?
â¦So in our current conclusion, while the relationship between those sisters matches the âAbused Older Sisterâ and âSpoiled Younger Sisterâ tropes, thereâs a high possibility itâs just a coincidental relationship and has nothing to do with reincarnation, right?
What a terrible world.
I donât think it would be that extreme!?
Iâm sure there are all sorts of sister relationships out there, including close sisters who get along, right!?
Ah, once again Extra-sama is taking the information from broadcasts at face valueâ¦
Youâve just happened to watch stories focused on that by chanceâ¦
Eh? Why not?
Wouldnât it be troublesome if we got involved with them?
â¦Ah, I see.
Hey!
There you go again with the narrative that âall I can do is hitâ!?
Canât you stop that!?
Well, yeah, thatâs right.
I may brag, but while my combat abilities have increased immensely, my interpersonal skills are utterly ruined.
Not to mention Iâm a cursed child.
Itâs not a problem I could just waltz in and somehow resolve.
It would only cause an unnecessary uproar.
Ah!!?
â¦A-And that is!?
What a terrible conclusion. Especially the âenjoyâ part is awful.
I donât think itâs good to enjoy othersâ misfortune from a viewerâs perspective, Extra-sama.
Extra-sama and I let out small, mutually inaudible sighs.
Even so.
I glanced outside through the storehouse window.
The blizzard had cleared since approaching this manor, without even the sound of wind â it was eerily silent.
However, a hazy fog blanketed the area, severely limiting visibility.
If possible, I wanted to wait until the weather improved before departing, so I intended to rest here a while longer.
Which meant.
With nothing else to do.
I closed my eyes again and began eavesdropping on the happenings inside the manor once more.